1827 How About Being My Woman? (12)
The September winds were light, and a light drizzle drifted through the air, dispelling away the sultry heat brought by August.
The people walking down the street smiled easily, no longer frowning and complaining, no longer frowning. Everyone looks as if they are being patronized by Lady Luck.
Ran Ran was in the café, looking at the passers-by in a daze, without paying any attention to the man sitting opposite.
Arrogant, willful, and somewhat unreasonable, it makes her look very individual.
"Honey, you don't even look at me." The man on the other side complained coquettishly.
Ran Ran retracted her gaze, turned her head and glared at him angrily, her tone unfamiliar, "Mr. Qiu, please don't call me that." First of all, we are not familiar with it at all. Secondly, you're not my cup of tea. ”
She has someone in her heart, and that person is a hundred times better than him.
"Is he better than me?"
Ran Ran chuckled and said, "I thought that men would not bother with this question, let alone ask it. ”
"That's because they don't care about you, and if the love is deep and strong enough, I'm sure no man won't mind." Qiu Yichen didn't feel embarrassed at all, but felt very proud.
"I don't understand where you got your love conclusions, but unfortunately, I can't agree with them." Ran Ran said a lie with an unflustered face, constantly expecting that person to say such a thing to her.
Even, she unrealistically fantasized that if he appeared in front of her at this moment, he would pull her away with a frosty face. Then she will surely scream with happiness.
Qiu Yichen didn't answer, and the atmosphere suddenly became suspicious. Ran Ran noticed that his gaze had become a little dark, not the same as before. Even though he tried his best to hide something, his wandering gaze betrayed him.
Following his gaze, Ran Ran turned around suspiciously, raised her head, and looked at the last demonic handsome face, and the whole person was not calm!
"You...... You ......"
Ao Zhen didn't speak, she looked at her with cold eyes, even if she didn't say a word, she still took the initiative to stand up. Seeing him turn around, she grabbed her bag and chased after him without looking back.
Petite and cute, she walked behind him, looking so matched.
Qiu Yichen sat in place with a gloomy face, staring at the backs of the two of them in a daze. He was almost certain that what Ran had said before was not adulterated in the slightest. She really had someone in her heart, and that person was really more tricky than he imagined.
"Is this the guy who made him lose his hand?" It's kind of interesting!
Even if he felt a strong threat, Qiu Yichen still smiled very confidently, and the fighting spirit in his bones made him particularly charming.
A mature and calm man, compared with a young and creamy man, girls prefer the calm one. Because most girls lack a sense of security, want stimulation, and are overly mature in their thinking, they prefer men who are much older than them.
Qiu Yichen's eyes were gloomy, and he said unhappily: "You follow me? ”
"It's not a good feeling to be dumped!" Seeing that Qiu Yichen didn't speak, Lin Xinyan said with a little unwantonness: "I said that she is not interested in you at all, it turns out that there is such a superb product around her." ”
"You want to see my jokes?" Qiu Yichen didn't seem to be angry, even if he didn't have a smile on his face.
Lin Xinyan's body trembled, and slowly showed a gentle smile, "How can I see your jokes?" ”